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DARK/VIOLENT STARTERS | Accepting.
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The trapper’s gaze was locked on the other as leaned down to the other’s level. A gloved hand went to a canister on his chest, twisting the top a tad to just allow a small stream of concentrated gas spray directly in the trickster’s face. It had taken him a while to actually pin down Mirage but it finally was done.A smirk crossed the man’s features as he watched the other begin to cough and struggle. It almost made Caustic laugh at how pathetic it was to see Mirage struggle but unable to escape. “I’ll stop if you tell me what I want to know.”That was the only thing he said, twisting the top to allow a bit more of the gas out.












